All Chapters of Accidentally Finding My Perfect Match : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Edith's POV “Oh, Caruso,” I moaned, as he littered kisses from the hilt of my throat to the crook of my neck, erotic hunger coursing through me at an ineffable speed. “What do you want, Edith?” He asked, his husky baritone sending carnal chills down my spine. “I-I want you so bad,” I whispered, my hands running across the wide expanse of his muscular back, while my core pulsated with ferocious anticipation. At that point in time, I was soaring high on the skies of sensual gratification, as his hands glided across the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, causing me to instinctively spread them wider. I couldn't believe I had really deluded myself into thinking I could ever stop feeling hot and ready for Caruso. Now that he was between my legs, with his boner pressing down on my wet slit through my panties, I had become even hungrier for his cock. I was proudly a needy slut for him and him alone. As he tucked his hand into my panties, I threw my head back in wanton joy, sensual el

Edith's POV What in the world did I think I was doing? Who had I become? Had I gone mad? Those were just three among the myriad of questions assailing my mind, as I walked out of the fine dining restaurant with Caruso. We had just met a representative from the start-up company that Caruso was a key investor in, and the whole time, the only thing that kept replaying in my head like a cursed phenomena, was the clip of him fondling my pussy yesterday. I still couldn't believe I'd really agreed to such a thing, after the whole act of firmness I'd put up. But then again, who could resist a fine piece of man like Caruso? Sure, he was a perverted psychopath, but his attractiveness was undeniable. “Want a picture?” Caruso asked, dragging me out of my conflicted reverie. Only then did I realize that I'd been gawking at his impeccable side profile for the past couple of minutes. My cheeks heated up with embarrassment, as I racked my head for a rebuttal. “You are not only lewd, but a

Edith's POV As soon as I opened my eyes, the salacious memories of last night hit me like a meteor, the warm pond in between my legs aching with a faint soreness. Merely thinking about the fact that I was no longer a virgin, made my cheeks warm. It was then I realized that Caruso wasn't on the bed. Looking down, I saw I was still clad in my clothes from yesternight, however, my inner thighs that were clammy with my release, were clean and dry. Caruso must have wiped me down after I fell asleep. Sitting up, my gaze darted to the gigantic door to ceiling windows. On the balcony stood Caruso, his top half bare, exposing his broad, muscular back, that gave way to a well sculpted midsection. His tanned skin was the cherry on top, providing an oddly satisfying contrast with the black sweatpants on his lower half. As my gaze on him lingered, I felt wanton heat begin to stir up in my nether regions, transforming the warmth of my cheeks to a carnal burn. Especially as the flashbacks

Edith's POV “See you at home, babes,” I told Yvonne as I stood on the threshold of the staff kitchen. “See you,” My best friend replied, while stirring her mug of milk tea. As I headed to my cubicle, I let my mind drift to Caruso, and instantly felt a silver of arousal course through me. Especially as I thought about how stern he'd been last night. I had decided to be stubborn after the text he'd send, ordering me to strip and bend over the bed. When he returned to the penthouse, the usually mischievous glint in his grey eyes had been absent, with an oddly heated yet furious scintillation, conspicuous instead. And for some inexplicable reasons, I had found the way he spoke to me and even fucked me roughly extremely hot. Yesterday, I discovered something slutty about myself; I loved being treated like a whore. I loved how his huge cock had stretched and filled my tight pussy without foreplay. Earlier today as Caruso and I attended several meetings, all I could think of was s

Edith's POV “Do I have any more meetings scheduled for the day?” Caruso asked, as I walked beside him down the hall. We had just left the conference room, after meeting with the sales department. “Yes,” I replied, “Just one with the audit department.” “Okay.” He said, to which I nodded, my mind drifting to the splendid sex we had last night. The way Caruso had fingered me into a lascivious oblivion, as I writhed atop him had been completely phenomenal. Strangely enough, after Caruso and I began our salacious arrangement, he had curbed his perverted antics at work. Well, apart from him stating the time I should be at the penthouse. But that was it. Caruso had stopped making sexual advances or even leering at me like he used to do in the past. He kept things so professional that at times, I couldn't help but wonder if he was the same Caruso that had been in my pussy the night before. And even crazier, I found that completely hot. During the day, he was totally dedicated to h